Ascension

It was dark, and then faint light came through again.There is a man with his back facing the glimmer of light, staggering towards him.

Yan Qing raised his eyes to see him, and showed no expression to deal with it.

"Your Highness." The man's voice was hoarse, as if he was surprised to see her.

Yan Qing bowed slightly and left indifferently.

It seemed that she was just wandering around the mansion casually, passing the path in front of the man's door.

The man is her son-in-law, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, gentle and kind.

Four years ago, it was he who led the Huainan rebels who were like tigers and wolves, killed his father, and pushed his uncle to the throne.

And tonight, for the umpteenth time, he returned from the palace of another high-ranking and powerful woman.

Wen Liang watched his wife go away, his face was colder than granite.He clutched his cloak tightly and limped into his small courtyard.

There was no one in the yard.The high wall separates the small courtyard from the Princess Yanqing's mansion, forcing a place that is completely gentle.The weeds grow tall, and the green vines climb up the green bricks, like a tomb.

Walking into the house, there was already a bucket of hot water in the inner room, next to it were soft clothes, saponins, and some medicine for sores.

Wen Liang took off his clothes slowly, revealing his young and strong body under the military uniform.

He soaked in the water and washed his body inch by inch with soap locust.He used too much strength, and soon his whole body turned red, and the small wounds stinged.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally felt that he was clean enough. He came out of the faintly reddened cold water, put on clean cotton clothes, and became the majestic commander of the Imperial Forest Army again.

It is not too late for the new emperor to ascend the throne today.

The first emperor killed his brother to seize the throne, and died of a relapse of his old illness after only four years in office. His posthumous title was Qi.

Emperor Qi had three sons and two daughters. The eldest son, Zao, and the third son, Siyu, were poisoned by the abolished emperor before reaching the weak crown. The second son, Ye, held a grand enthronement ceremony today. The remaining two daughters, one is the eldest princess of Xiang'an, and the other is the eldest princess of Anle .

The eldest princess Anle married early into the idle clan, and already has an eldest son who is less than one year old.

And Yan Ruhua, the eldest princess of Xiang'an, has lived in the Changpei Palace for a long time, and has an affair with Wen Liang, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army.

In September last year, Wen Wen came out of Changpei Palace in white clothes fluttering, and in March this year, he returned from Huainan still in white clothes fluttering.

The four sons of the Wen family are all heroes of the moment, among which Wen Wen and Wen Liang are the most brilliant.Wen Wen, as the youngest son, learned assassination and fighting techniques that were not beneficial to the government and the public, and were not known to the nobles in Beijing.

In fact, it is not that Wen Wen, the eldest brother who was an official in the court, did not fail to recruit him, but he has a better relationship with the second brother, so he easily followed the Ruhua Princess at that time, and now the Princess Xiang'an.

Sometimes he couldn't help thinking, if he hadn't chosen Yan Ruhua back then, wouldn't there be an extra Wen family who died under his second brother's cavalry?

This is an unsolvable question.Because he is standing in the Changpei Palace now, and the eldest brother Wen Wen has already buried the loess with the abandoned emperor.

"You picked a good time to come back."

Yan Ruhua was sitting on the beauty's couch, her whole body was covered with golden and red peonies, her snow-white face didn't need to be powdered, only lipstick and eyebrows were used.The white is whiter, the black is blacker, and the red is redder, just like black and white paper stained with blood, which can be called "beautiful" or "deceitful".

Gently knelt down and saluted, got up and replied: "The new emperor ascends the throne, the grass-roots people always come to watch the excitement."

In front of Yan Ruhua was a precious chess game, her slender hands were like jade, her fingertips were stained a little red with the flower juice, she picked up a black chess piece and was about to drop it, she said: "To see the excitement, go to Wumenguan to ascend the throne, come to this palace for what?"

Wen Wen stood still, but he couldn't change his chatter and laughter: "Second Brother's wooden face is guarding the fifth gate, and the grassroots don't bother to listen to him. What's more, His Highness might be more lively here."

"Excited?" Yan Ruhua dropped her son, "Everyone went to the five gates to watch the excitement, and I have a lot of free time."

"Beauty is at leisure, why don't you follow me to see flowers?"

Yan Ruhua paused, narrowed her deep eyes slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "In this season, there are only chrysanthemums."

Everyone in Changpei Palace knew that Princess Xiang'an hated chrysanthemums the most in her life.

With a gentle smile: "That's not necessarily the case."

Changpei Palace is the largest palace in the outer imperial city, covering an area of ​​34 mu. In addition to the main hall, there are two side halls and a garden.

But at this moment, a century-old locust tree is dotted with white flowers.

From one, two, three, to now a tree is white.

Wen Wen in white clothes with a sword on his back, rolled up the sleeves of his robe, and jumped up and down holding a paper flower full of paper flowers to cast immortals on the old locust tree, becoming the largest white flower on the tree.

Yan Ruhua stood under the tree, staring blankly.The white flowers on the tree floated to his golden red peony palace dress with the wind, diluting the haze and strangeness all over his body.

"Your Highness, are these flowers beautiful?" Wen Wen sat on the tree, and sprinkled white flowers in her arms towards Yan Ruhua.

Yan Ruhua could have avoided it, but somehow roots took root under her feet, allowing white flowers to fall all over her body.

After a while, he reached out and brushed away the flowers cut out of rice paper.

Wen Wen was the first time to observe Yan Ruhua condescendingly like this.

Princess Xiang'an should be beautiful.But she is so beautiful that she kills all the evil spirits of flowers like Qiuju.

At this time, she unfolded her sleeves, and a golden red bloomed among the flowers. The eyebrows and eyes, which are too deep for a woman, look fierce and heroic from top to bottom, and the bottomless eyes are also rippling with surprise. Special, and so...beautiful.

Wen Wen's face flushed, secretly guilty for what he had just thought.The princess is the sweetheart of the second brother, how can I be abrupt?

"Thank you." Yan Ruhua raised her head and said seriously to Wen Wen, "Since Yan Siyu's death, I haven't seen such a beautiful flower for a long time."

Wen Wen jumped down, thinking of Yan Ruhua, a woman who is not only extremely intelligent, but also far more ruthless than ordinary men. Most of them are probably because of her brother who died when she was young, and sighed softly: "There are always flowers, but you are too persistent." For one of them, I'm not in the mood to look at the others."

Yan Ruhua said: "I have not been attached to flowers for a long time, I only hate the wind that urges flowers!"

Two months after the new emperor succeeded to the throne, Gao Jie, the captain of the original prince, was the commander of the imperial forest army, and he and Wen Liang shared the command of the imperial forest.

More than 200 attendants of Chang Pei Palace were abolished, the cost was reduced by [-] taels, and a day was chosen to choose a son-in-law for Princess Xiang'an.

The day after the imperial decree was issued, Yan Ruhua met Wen Wen under the old pagoda tree that blossomed and faded overnight.

Her rare long skirt dragged the floor, and the snow-white brocade satin bloomed with gorgeous peonies.

This cloth was a tribute from Jiangnan just arrived, there were four horses in total, only two were sent to the palace, and she begged for another one, and embroidered this plain brocade and gold peony double-breasted skirt on her body with her own hands.

Seeing Wen Wen, she clapped her hands and praised: "Your Highness is well-dressed, graceful and elegant, far better than the old-fashioned and boring heavy-colored costumes. If there is a little more smile, the Empress will not be able to lift her head in front of you."

"She couldn't hold her head up in front of me." Yan Ruhua was in a gloomy mood, and she couldn't bear the gentle and frivolous appearance any more. She turned her back with her sleeves and said in a suppressed anger, "but if you still can't find the talisman, don't tell me Look up, you can't keep your head."

When he brought up the business, the gentle smile disappeared, and he said, "Don't worry, Your Highness, anyone in Huainan that may be a little tricky will be killed by the grassroots. Since your majesty didn't take action directly, I'm afraid he is not sure about the whereabouts of the soldiers."

"As long as the soldier talisman is not found for a day, I will not be able to sleep well for a day."

Huainan was the largest border city in the south of the dynasty, with tens of thousands of soldiers, backed by Jianghuai, a land of fish and rice, with sufficient food and soldiers, but lacked a handsome man.With such a powerful army in hand, they can even attack Kyoto directly if they plan properly.Just like the coup co-designed by Emperor Qi and Yan Ruhua.

Wen Wen frowned and said: "All the grassroots who should be killed and those who shouldn't be killed have been killed for His Highness. There is no news at all. The grassroots really can't think of what else to do."

He is really bored.The sword in his hand was originally born to be a chivalrous hero, but this trip has brought nearly a hundred innocent souls.

Yan Ruhua could hear the impatience in his words, and said with a wry smile, "What else can I do?"

She raised her hands.These hands are so white that they are almost transparent, with a thin layer of skin wrapped around the slender bones, and the blue blood vessels are clearly visible in the sunlight. From a gentle distance, they seem to be jade carvings rather than flesh and blood.

"Siyu was only seven years old when she died." Yan Ruhua looked at her hand, which was a woman's hand with peach-red nails. The second brother Yuansheng took his own initiative and gave Siyu the glass of poisoned wine."

Wen Wen has always known that Yan Siyu's death is the biggest heart disease of Princess Xiang'an, but she never thought that it has something to do with the current Holy Majesty.He subconsciously breathed lightly, thinking and vicious for this woman for 20 years.

"Bengong always remembers that when he drank the poisoned wine, those eyes that didn't understand the world suddenly realized, and stared straight at Bengong, with tears and blood gushing out together. Because he knew that as long as he drank this cup Drinking wine, my palace is safe, and my father is safe, so he didn't even struggle, never said a word, just looked at this palace. From then on, this palace made an oath in front of his grave, to keep Let's live together for his sake, even if he goes to Abi Hell after death, I will avenge this blood feud for him."

Yan Ruhua didn't cry, she was like a lone wolf digging at her own wounds, panting, howling, suffering, and resenting, but there were no tears.

"But, why did that person survive?" Yan Ruhua suddenly jumped up, pointing at the looming Qianqing Palace, her heavily made-up face was as ferocious as a ghost, and shouted, "The waste emperor dare not kill all that the father owns!" Son, he wants to kill the two oldest ones! He wants to kill the second brother, not Siyu! Father also gave him the throne, this position belongs to Siyu, only Siyu is worthy of being emperor!"

Wen Wen subconsciously rushed over to cover Yan Ruhua's mouth, but Yan Ruhua's martial arts were only slightly inferior to his, and the corners of her skirt moved slightly behind the tree.

But at last the blow brought her to her senses, and instead of shouting, she hid behind a tree, panting loudly.The trunk of the hundred-year-old pagoda tree completely covered Yan Ruhua, only a corner of the snow-white skirt was exposed.

Wen Wen suddenly understood that there are really women in this world who can't cry.She was hurt and hurt, and she would only lean on the cold and hard tree without thought and emotion, and lick the wound by herself.That panting sound was her heart-wrenching sob.

"Have you ever thought that Siyu may only want you to live a happy life?"

"Impossible! Since I was a child, no one has ever surpassed me in terms of literary talent, martial arts, military strategy and strategy. Both Siyu and my father have expectations of me. Otherwise, otherwise, how could my father let Siyu replace……"

The last sentence was very light, Wen Wen only thought that Yan Siyu suffered such misfortune because of Yan Ruhua's reputation as a genius, and felt more pity for this poor woman.

He persuaded: "What can you do if you fight with His Majesty like this? The fourth prince is dead, who else in the royal family can inherit the throne besides the current Holy One?"

Four years ago, after Emperor Qi killed the abolished Emperor, fearing that someone would follow his old tricks, he killed a large number of royal descendants, and those who survived until now were either old, weak, sick, or disabled, or mud that could not be glued to the wall.

Yan Ruhua behind the tree was silent for a moment, and said directly: "I want to fight him, that's all."

I just eat this set in moderation.

He sighed, shook his head and said, "You expected me to have nothing to do with women."

He was originally a person who valued affection, otherwise he wouldn't have sold himself to Yan Ruhua just because of his second brother's words.And this woman Yan Ruhua is like the evil fate of her previous life, neither hate nor love.

Wen Wen's only certainty is that he cannot watch her die.

"I will look for the soldier talisman, you... well, although you may not be able to listen, I still want to say, accumulate virtue, don't let your brother feel uneasy in the ground."

He has made up his mind to resign after finding the soldier talisman.The childhood dream of wandering the rivers and lakes and fighting for righteousness has come to nothing. It is better to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to live in a hut, and no longer care about mundane affairs.

There was too much blood on my hands.

The author has something to say: for a chapter of [-] words!

Lord Sun Ruoxue~~Forgive me~~Forgive me~~Forgive me~~

The original text has not been reviewed, so I deleted some sentences, hoping to pass this time.